After we came out of the hospital I had a very sad and subduded little girl to look after, I reckon it took a tood 5 months for her to get back to normal, charging around at 90mph asking questions like any toddler does. I continued to loolk after my sisters children until one day she seemed to compleltly flip, her lid and shouted and screamed and demanded the return of lent toys. All completley un provoked. I had had enough!
At which point my parents stepped in and asked if we would like to move back home to live with them to give me some breathing space and decide what I was going to do with the rest of my life...so Oof I set up to Surrey. After having been left alone and ignored by my parents,. I couldnt believe it when I walked into the room for my daughter, it was beautiful, just what a little girl would want and they had changed one of the rooms upstsairs for me to, into an escape from them! Parents are indeed strange creatures. They couldnt have been more supportive, and over the next year my mum looked after my daughter in the afternoon when I went to work in the doctors surgery, they encouraged me to go otut and then when I started to talk about going to college to do a masters they were even more supportive. They suggested that we stayed living with them while I studied.
We moved just before my daughter was 3 to North Yorkshire to a beautiful town house and we all quickly settled in. I decideed that I was going to train to be a teacher, the perfect job for a single parent, and so applied to the local collage, once again my parents were super supportive, my mum offered to take my daughter to Nursery while I was at college. and so off I went.
Really this time of my life was filled wih my daughter and her learning and growing into a lovely person , full of questions and laughter, waking at 5 am every morning, lying on the sofa reading, and bedtime reading endless stories till I was dropping off,curious beyond words. Like the day she asked if she could fly.. I wasnt paying atttentiona and she just jumped naked from the top of the stairs....it was like slow motion. when she finally skidded to a halt, she ws uninjured but covered from head to foot in carpet burn. She just looked at me me, smiled and said "No, I cant".
College was good and I knew that I had made the right decision, I loved every minute of it, the class work, the studying, the last minute finishing of assigments and the teaching... This was it this is what i wanted to do. and now all I had to do was find a job.



